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#Happy Birthday Edelgard
cat-denied · 9 months
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sleeplesslionheart · 9 months
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Southern-Style Saghert and Cream
In observance of Edelgard's birthday, I'd been intending to make a celebratory meal of some of her favorite dishes, along with saghert and cream for dessert. But June 22 came along, and life was absolutely pummeling me, so the date passed me by. Life is still pummeling me, but I at least managed to get my act together enough to make a modified saghert and cream happen this weekend.
The general consensus seems to be that "saghert and cream" would be, in essence, a glorified peach cobbler. And, with peaches growing in abundance and currently in season in my neck of the woods, peach cobbler is a commonplace dessert - so, easy enough! The base, then, is a take on peach cobbler, using a recipe for a sort of "fruit dumpling"
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Instead of a "currant reduction," however, I decided to use another abundant, in-season Southern delicacy: blackberries. So I made a compote using some fresh, locally grown blackberries, lemon juice, cinnamon, and ground cardamom.
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Finally, the cream.
As it turns out, "Noa" is a type of mango. I do not, however, have mangoes on-hand (by which I mean: they weren't at the farmstand where I got the peaches and blackberries, 'cause they ain't growin' here in the South lol), so instead of "Noa fruit cream," I just hand-whipped some vanilla cream.
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And there you have it: Southern-style saghert and cream.
It was super good. The peaches and the blackberries actually worked really well together? And the vanilla whipped cream added a nice counterpoint to both.
Happy (Belated) Birthday, Edelgard! (Maybe sometime I'll actually get around to making the fish sandwiches and pasta salad I had planned for her birthday dinner).
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asmexus · 9 months
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tiny doodle for Edelgard’s birthday ❤️
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commanderterrashock · 2 years
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Happy birthday to Edelgard von Hresvelg/Edelgard/Flame Emperor from Fire Emblem Three Houses!
(❤️)(⚫️)
[🎂][🥳][🎉][🎈][🎁][🎊]
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frozenartscapes · 9 months
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I’ve been feeling like the FE3H fandom has been waning lately but seeing all the Edelgard posts today has been very uplifting
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ninadove · 2 years
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Today is Best Girl’s birthday, so let’s celebrate with a quick artistic progress summary!
My first ever drawing of El ( July 2020 ) :
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VS very self-indulgent crossover doodles ( April 2022 ) :
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Here’s to another year of drawing and burning down the Church! 🎨🔥
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Happy Birthday, Edelgard! 🎉
This was churned out with no edits. Today is busy. Apologies.
And a warning: minor Three Hopes spoilers within.
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Names were vexing.
It was never something that would have occurred to her in the life she now thought of as normal. Normal life was before - in Enbarr. Normal life was family she had always known, and familiar smells, and food she did not have to be told how to properly eat, and a pillow where her head fit just so as she snuggled into it each night. Everyone, everything, just as it had always been.
That was normal.
Nothing in Fhirdiad was normal, not even her uncle. Not even...
Not even Edelgard.
She did not like it. Her mind was like the pig's bladders she had once seen some boys playing with near the palace grounds - dirty boys, coarse and skinny as poles, but laughing and chasing after that curious toy. They blew it up, then released it, again and again as she watched, careful not to be seen - not because she feared the boys, but because she had climbed a tree to peer over the walls, and she had been told repeatedly not to do so. (Which meant, of course, simply to grow better at hiding...)
But yes - that was an apt description of what now seemed to be happening within her. Inside her skull, someone was blowing up and releasing a pig's bladder, sending it whistling and careening from corner to corner, and she could not simply shimmy back down the tree, or even close her eyes and cover her ears to escape it.
And now names. Even those were not normal, in Faerghus.
At home, they had called her El. With gentle humor, with annoyance, with derision. El, El, El. She had felt odd, when someone called her Edelgard - more odd even than when someone bowed to her and called her princess, as if she carried the importance of her father. (She was old enough to understand this now, but of course had not always been so; she had only of late turned twelve.) Edelgard was her name, she thought of herself as Edelgard, but it was not what anyone else said. Not if they knew her.
Just another reminder, here, that no one did: she was Edelgard. And something... something had finally burst within her. Smaller than the pig's bladder, but an irritation nonetheless, and finally some little claws within her had bested it. Or... so it had seemed.
"Edelgard, shall we -"
"El!"
She was not one to shout, but she did - out of nowhere. Out of nothing. She felt startled herself, as if her lips had formed the sound of their own volition. She balled her hands into fists, feeling the tension build in her shoulders.
Dimitri stepped back, but his eyes never left hers, despite their sudden uncertainty. "I... did I upset you?"
She bit her lip, shook her head - almost frantically. "No. No - I... I apologize. I'm just... it's..." It was what? What? She didn't know. She just...
"El." She said it softly, now. "It's... my sisters. Everyone. They... they call me El. My... my friends." Were sisters friends? She had no others, unless one counted Hubert, and he had always called her Lady. And unless one counted Dimitri. She wanted to count Dimitri.
She wanted him to call her El.
He cocked his head, then smiled. "Oh. Okay. Then... El. El." He spoke it as if rolling it around in his mouth - but gave a decisive nod, the taste of it pleasing. "El."
But it wasn't the end of it.
"A nickname," he said later. "I have never had one. I confess, I am rather jealous."
"Jealous? It's only because my little sister could not say Edelgard. She was very small."
He laughed. "Fair. Still - it seems... nice. Like a family should be."
He rarely spoke of his family, but she had found herself wondering more than once if it was not entirely a happy one. She had never asked - it did not seem her place.
"We are friends, are we not?" He asked it almost reluctantly; his eyes had left hers.
"We... of course. I... think we are." Similarly discombobulated, though there seemed no reason for it. She could feel faint heat in her cheeks. Was it so strange? Perhaps... She didn't know.
He scuffed the ground with the toe of his boot. "If... if it might please you - and isn't too much trouble! - perhaps... perhaps you might give me a nickname? As well? I... I think I would like one."
A simple request. The simplest she had perhaps ever been given.
And yet...
Vexing.
The little house was fast asleep, and had been so for hours. Her uncle, the few servants and attendants and guards - all at rest, now. All but Edelgard.
She crossed her arms between her head and the pillow that was still not her own, staring without seeing at the night beyond her narrow window. The moon was bright here, brighter than in Enbarr, but colder, too, somehow. She did not like it - but for now, she ignored it.
Dimitri.
There was simply Mitri, but that seemed... too simple. Too easy to understand, and too much like she was not capable of saying his name correctly. She was not her sister at three years old, tongue twisting beneath sounds.
"Dima," she said softly, trying it out. "Or... Dimi?" But no - she had seen how he formed the El, how it had pleased him. There must be something similar to suit her own tastes. And his - his too, of course.
She shook her head, digging her fingers into her scalp.
New tastes. Unfamiliar. Not-normal. But perhaps...
She fell asleep, finally, as the first tendrils of dawn crept against the city walls, far to the east and beyond the scope of her smidgen of a window.
He looked startled, once more, when she told him - though it was perhaps the way she said it, and the way her chin lifted, as if in defiance. Well, perhaps it was; she was not inclined to be laughed at.
He didn't laugh. He seemed to consider it, as he had considered his own. He looked down, slowly forming the sound, hardly a breath, a whisper.
When his eyes met hers, he was smiling - the true, open smile he had when he so rarely, for a moment, forgot that which troubled him, whatever it might be. He nodded. "Yes! Yes, I think that is it!"
She was usually in control of her own expressions - one of the few things she could control, here - but his smile was too much to resist: she allowed herself to match it. Warmth bloomed somewhere within her, filling her chest, her heart - a promise of something past the winter, the bloom of spring, even if it was no bigger than a first tentative daffodil unfurling through the snow. "Dee, then," she said. "Dee and El."
"Dee and El." He took her arm, then, and squeezed - gentle. "Dee and El. And we're... we'll always be friends."
She did not know. And she did not make false promises. "I hope so," she said.
He nodded.
Whatever happened... she would not allow herself to forget this moment. This warmth, brief as it might be.
The sound of it in his voice - the warmth there, too.
Dee and El.
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sunnygodraws · 2 years
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Summer Edelgard
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Happy birthday to Edelgard von Hresvelg/Flame Emperor
(🎂)-(🥳)-(🎉)-(🎈)-(🎁)-(🎊)
(🤍)-(❤️)
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moocar0n · 9 months
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Edelgard & her twin jewels of the empire 💎❤️
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thirteendaysintaunton · 9 months
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Emperor Edelgard von Hresvelg
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queernoctis · 9 months
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a little moment between lady and attendant for her birthday 🌹🌹🌹
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calamari-inari · 2 years
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Happy birthday, dear Edelgard!! ❤️❤️❤️
Hubert and Ferdinand decided to get along for the day for her sake... Maybe 💦
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viddo3k · 9 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY GAYDELGARD!!
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I was gonna finish this and make it a full piece but i got lazy and tired and I'm on vacation so yeah, that's all you get... Sorry!
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dragongutsixofficial · 9 months
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i have been wanting to draw something for edelgard's birthday for years now, but i've never been able to do so. so instead, i thought i'd write this little appreciation post.
Thank you, Edelgard, for changing my life for the better.
Thank you for showing that people are all inherently worthy, no matter their circumstances, and that they're worth fighting for.
Thank you for showing that we're worth fighting for.
Thank you for showing us we don't always have to live in fear of being hurt.
Thank you for showing us that we can take our fate in our hands, and we're not cowards if we have to buy our time.
Thank you for showing us that things can, and will, get better, even when the situation seems desperate and we don't know what tomorrow holds.
Thank you for showing us that we can always rekindle with our humanity, no matter how much of it we think we have to give up.
Thank you for showing us that not being perfect doesn't mean we don't deserve to be happy and heal.
Thank you for being a bi icon.
Happy birthday best girl
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smilinghomo · 2 years
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Edelgard von Hresvelg
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Enjoy some saghert and cream with your family in the Black Eagles
Thank you for being you ❤️🖤❤️
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